but i still feel i need to say:
you totally forget part of the song.
"It's hardly the stuff of legend,
I ask the questions,
get down off your broomstick and sweep the floor.
Sometimes I think you could be more than just a punch bag with lipstick on,
when I'm half-baked and the red mist is gone
I see you lying there,
wishing it could always be this way,
that I could die this day,
you always lying there,
me always half-baked
without a care in the stupid world,
without a stupid world to care about... "
in fact, the only reason i made an account
was so i could say that.
this will fall on deaf ears. sigh.
but i still feel i need to say: you totally forget part of the song.
"It's hardly the stuff of legend, I ask the questions, get down off your broomstick and sweep the floor. Sometimes I think you could be more than just a punch bag with lipstick on, when I'm half-baked and the red mist is gone I see you lying there, wishing it could always be this way, that I could die this day, you always lying there, me always half-baked without a care in the stupid world, without a stupid world to care about... "
in fact, the only reason i made an account was so i could say that.
god, i wish i wasn't so anal.